Disclaimer: This story contains some hardcore elements of domination/BDSM. This is all entirely fictional and fantasy. If you are not interested in fetishes such as scat, pee, breath play, then this story may not be for you.
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Mistress Shauna has ordered me to document our time together, and how I became one of her slaves. Mistress wishes to please herself to this unbelievable, and hot sequence of events. She is a very large woman, amazon is what you might call her. She has a dominating figure, standing at 6'5" and weighing about 340 lbs. Most of her mass sits in her juicy ass and massive hanging breasts. Thinking about her weight on top of my comparatively tiny frame gets me wet every time.
I, on the other hand, stand at about 4'8", but my 180 lbs makes me a quite chunky. My name was Jessica, but mistress says I'm not allowed to use my name any longer, because I'm not a person. My name is now pig-slave. Mistress uses my weight as a means to humiliate me. Sometimes she calls me piggy, fatty, the list goes on. She feeds me several full meals a day to keep me this way.
Perhaps I should explain how I became "pig-slave."
My fascination with domination came from my high-school relationships. I've never really desired a relationship with a man. To me, women were always made to be pleased and worshiped. My first relationship with a girl named Susan started when I was 16. She wasn't gay, but she was a very dominating girl. She treated her female peers like crap but she never seemed to notice me. Perhaps that is how I became such a submissive slut. I just wanted attention, and to please.
Until one day I saw her struggling to carry a large stack of books and papers to her next class. I got the guts to finally approach her.
"Susan, c-can I help you carry some of your books... please?" I barely managed to squeak out. The "please" just came out. I had no idea why I said that.
"What?!" she exclaimed, as if she didn't even know I was there, and was possibly confused as to why I said "please." This made me just want to please her more.
"Sure, I guess. Here you go." She said as she quickly unloaded her stack of books on me with little regard to my safety.
I wasn't able to keep up with her very well, and she made sure I knew it.
"Hurry up, bitch! If I'm late for pre-calc I'm gonna kick your ass!" She barked from several feet ahead.
People giggled at me as I clumsily walked by. I was in heaven. I had no clue why but I felt like I wanted this... All of the time. I chased that feeling for almost 2 years. I constantly sought out Susan to help her with anything at all. Every time I was yelled at or degraded was like a reward for me.
After we graduated she had no more use for me. I desperately sought out a new relationship. I was 18, living on my own, and desperate to please another woman. I couldn't stop playing with myself at home. This was when I discovered my fetishes and desires. First, I started playing with my asshole. My asshole always seemed ready and hungry for them. Maybe it was my horrible eating habits that had me loosened up from my very regular shits. The first time I pulled out my fingers after playing with my ass, there was a brown surprise. I guess it shouldn't really have been that surprising. It was so exciting... and humiliating. I brought my filthy fingers up to my mouth and took a strong whiff. I wretched and coughed and almost lost my lunch. I wanted to drive my fingers in my mouth as if someone was forcing me to, but I just couldn't do it. I would gladly do it if I was instructed to by a big, dominating woman. That was the trigger. I needed to find a woman that would force me to do things I won't do on my own. I need to be humiliated by someone other than myself. I pulled out my camera and got to work.
I took some pictures of myself. One of me just standing in the nude, from my neck down. Another one of my backside with my cheeks spread apart. It was then I realized how hairy my crack was. It made me wet just thinking about a potential mistress seeing this humiliating picture. I then took several pictures with large toys in my pussy. I was even able to loosen up my pussy enough to fit my fist in. It was quite painful but fantasizing about a mistress forcing me to do it immediately made me cum. I even decided to add a small video of me squatting down on my large butt plug and slowly forcing that 3.5" diameter into my ass.
I took all of the pictures and video and put up an ad on a dating site that said the following:
"Plump, submissive girl seeking dominating woman to serve. I am willing to do ANYTHING to please. I enjoy being humiliated and degraded. Please punish and use me to get yourself off."
I rubbed my clit raw while I was putting up this ad. I couldn't get enough humiliation. I spent the rest of the night getting off, fantasizing about finally serving a real woman. I woke up with beads in my ass and a dildo that must've been inside me but was pushed out in my sleep. I can't believe I passed out after my exceptionally powerful orgasm.
I decided to get myself off again since, well, everything was already here. I took the largest dildo I had. 3 inches wide and 10 inches long. I bought it originally with the intention of the full length ending up in my ass someday. I lay back on the bed still wet from my juices last night. I spread my legs and brought the massive, black dildo up to my waiting pussy.
I began to push the knob in, but my eager pussy just isn't used to that size. I pushed harder and winced in pain as the head finally popped in. I began to shake as an orgasm quickly grew and exploded within 30 seconds of me trying to work it in. As I reached my climax I grabbed the ring sticking out of my puckered asshole and gave the beads a hard pull. Clear liquid shot out of my pussy as my now-stained anal beads were yanked out of me. I needed more! I started to reach down for my beads until my phone went off.
It was an alert from that dating app. I was so excited and nervous. Once I opened it, I saw a message from a username "beMYsexTOY." The message read:
